Poetry and quote image archive.

he strings his own tune, the one, he’s like the dark side of the moon they say life hurts and it’s awful, you just want to cry we move, hold the edge and realize it was beautiful all along the song shifts, the pits of h…

“and even if i miss you forever,” the words spoken in such a way don’t have time, the day, the control to stray away from the path i let it slide, i confide in my pillow at night and wonder why people ask if it actually…

It was like that time on the phone, how I said I was scared you’d forget about me. The way you said that’s a chance you’ll have to take was said with such a deep repressed sadness.

you never knew what you got yourself into the way you spoke those words, how you asked if it was okay with my cat i’d love for you to spend the night tuesday, you asked the question, your devilish, those handsome eyes a…

I don’t need karma. I don’t need revenge. I know when you’re forty you’ll wish you had. I’ll linger in the night and my touch will be too far from you. But I figure what’s sad isn’t that I’ll have moved on, it’s that I …

You are sweet – thank you!  I use metaphors a lot. For example, Coffee Shop Window, which I just happened to post was written entirely based off me walking past a coffee shop last night. But in turn, I switch it around …

rolling by, thinking of one they move twice, say third’s a charm we were never any harm but our own emotions too far overgrown with only an endless hope pen in hand, mind’s stuck in reverse past with present and worry o…

I could sit you down, fuck your mind for hours and I promise it would terrify you in ways you didn’t know existed.

Love is the intense feeling behind dying and killing for someone other than yourself.

“baby, i think i’m crazy and lately, everything’s hazy” i used to write about the one that got away as if he were the subject of the year, let alone day i roll in my mind and believe i’ve attained life through pain i se…